I got this in an email from my mil and enjoyed it, so I thought I would share. I don't know who the original author was.
This will certainly make you stop and think. You never know what a
kind word, a phone call, or an impromptu visit will do for someone
else.
It was a cold winter's day that Sunday. The parking lot to the church
was filling up quickly. I noticed as I got out of my car that fellow
church members were whispering among themselves as they
walked to the church.
As I got closer I saw a man leaned up against the wall outside the
church. He was almost laying down as if he was asleep. He had on
a long trench coat that was almost in shreds and a hat topped his
head, pulled down so you could not see his face. He wore shoes
that looked 30 years old, too small for his feet with holes all over
them, his toes stuck out.
I assumed this man was homeless, and asleep, so I walked on by
through the doors of the church. We all gathered for fellowship for a
few minutes, and someone brought up the man laying outside.
People snickered and gossiped but no one bothered to ask him to
come in, including me.
A few moments later church began. We all waited for the Preacher to
take his place and to give us the Word, when the doors to the church
opened. In came the homeless man walking down the aisle with his
head down. People gasped and whispered and made faces. He
made his way down the aisle and up onto the pulpit he took off his
hat and coat.
My heart sank There stood our preacher..he was the homeless man.
No one said a word.
The preacher took his Bible and laid it on the stand.;Folks, I don't
think I have to tell you what I am preaching abou today. Then he
started singing the words to this song: If I can help somebody as I
pass along. If I can cheer somebody with word or song. If I can
show somebody that he's traveling wrong. Then living shall not be
in vain.
This will certainly make you stop and think. You never know what a
kind word, a phone call, or an impromptu visit will do for someone
else.
It was a cold winter's day that Sunday. The parking lot to the church
was filling up quickly. I noticed as I got out of my car that fellow
church members were whispering among themselves as they
walked to the church.
As I got closer I saw a man leaned up against the wall outside the
church. He was almost laying down as if he was asleep. He had on
a long trench coat that was almost in shreds and a hat topped his
head, pulled down so you could not see his face. He wore shoes
that looked 30 years old, too small for his feet with holes all over
them, his toes stuck out.
I assumed this man was homeless, and asleep, so I walked on by
through the doors of the church. We all gathered for fellowship for a
few minutes, and someone brought up the man laying outside.
People snickered and gossiped but no one bothered to ask him to
come in, including me.
A few moments later church began. We all waited for the Preacher to
take his place and to give us the Word, when the doors to the church
opened. In came the homeless man walking down the aisle with his
head down. People gasped and whispered and made faces. He
made his way down the aisle and up onto the pulpit he took off his
hat and coat.
My heart sank There stood our preacher..he was the homeless man.
No one said a word.
The preacher took his Bible and laid it on the stand.;Folks, I don't
think I have to tell you what I am preaching abou today. Then he
started singing the words to this song: If I can help somebody as I
pass along. If I can cheer somebody with word or song. If I can
show somebody that he's traveling wrong. Then living shall not be
in vain.
